Caesar's POV
Viya needed time to think. So I gave her that time.
The next morning, I headed to the office, phone pressed to my ear as I called Grandma Megan on the drive. I figured she deserved to hear the news before anyone else.
"I proposed to my girlfriend last night," I said, cutting straight to it.
The line went silent for a beat. Then Grandma Megan let out a whoop so loud I had to pull the phone away from my ear.
"Are you serious? Oh, Caesar, that's wonderful! When's the wedding? Have you set a date? Oh, we need to start planning—"
"Slow down, Grandma." The leather seat creaked as I shifted, watching the city lights blur past the window. "I just proposed. We haven't discussed any of that yet."
"But she said yes, didn't she?"
Viya's wide eyes flashed through
